Moving Forward.....

So the doors to Georgetown is closed at the moment, and I can finally move on to my next endeavor. I don't know where to begin, but I may end of jumping onto a campaign. Maybe help Marilyn in Tacoma and Justin with Mallahan's campaign? Regardless, I need to finish my last five credits for UW.

Reading Dreams from My Father has kept me stable and hoping for the past month. I wonder where my own dad is, if he ever had the intention of looking for his children. Regardless, I will see him one day, but not until I am ready--stable, finished with school and when I'm ready to talk to him face-to-face like an adult. I wonder how life would be now if I hadn't met the Senator? I would have another direction, probably, but my interest in politics would still be there. What has he altered? My confidence in my faith? The desire to find my father? To reconcile? To aspire? I am beginning to get tired of hiding from my extended family. I dreamt that I was at a Korean restaurant with Hannah. I walked in and I was speaking English to Hannah and the hostess grabbed my hand and began insulting me. I said in Korean that the way she was treating me was unfair but her grip on me became stronger and I wriggled to free myself from her prying hands.

Maybe this is a precursor, a premonition? I need to prepare myself, but how do you fully prepare for rejection? No person is ever ready to be rejected. The greatest example of perseverance amongst adversity that I know of is Jesus, with Mandela in a close second. I thought I had it all figured out...Georgetown, coming out to family, and then moving on with my life. I guess the Divine had other plans. If there is one thing I ask, it is for him to transform the pain and loneliness into a commitment, where the experience becomes a mandate for good, the trajectory for ambition and objective. The dream may be a premonition, but the lesson is not to fear rejection but rather to embrace it, for rejection will refine my goals and transfix my vision for humanity.